Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
[Verse 1] Yo Avatar, battlescars connect with the [?] souls Let out roar and destroy vehicles I kick tanks, swallow rockets Swat helicopters, kill [?] then cop it all Trooper hero trained different [?] with [?] tied to my back frame different My brain different, move objects with it Gun [bad word] back, blow your brain out of your [bad word] You gotta be kidding, your body be missing Cut in fragments Alucard land on your lawn, I ride dragons Slash mirror blades slice through armour Monster of technique Shaolin vs Lama Conquer, move onto the next planet Cause panic, cause damage, vanish [?] body burst to gases Cyclops with flames that turn to ashes [bad word] ] I see [bad word] from afar but you can tell they ain't ready for war Stepping up to these bodies stuck in shells, they ain't ready for war They don't know we about to give em [bad word] they ain't ready for war Guts, they ain't ready for war Glory, they ain't ready for war Victory Wondering how their kingdom fell, they ain't ready for war Revolution, uprising and rebel, they ain't ready for war They don't know we about to give em [bad word] they ain't ready for war Guts, they ain't ready for war Glory, they ain't ready for war Victory [Verse 2] [?] drop a [?] propaganda The cam records but can't record this Off the decibel charts, wrestle with sharks [?] Costco impossible, popped the skull and then dropped at the [?] Hospital in-patient, I'm impatient for our turn, stars turn like God armour Under the godfather the [bad word] was bombarded by Irish carbombing The false prophet [?] topic Robotics I snort objects that shot out more objects [bad word] of conscience broke down by [?] [?] no doubt [bad word] [?] are never sold out On the downlow we drop like Dow Jones Out for calzones like Al Capone [?] crowd control [?] bound to [?] of gold around the throne down the road I'll surround your soul till it erodes until a cloud of smoke [bad word] [Verse 3] I'm on fire, grab the extinguisher, minister wi-fi sinister Shatter dreams, spirits lift [bad word] drifters Sledgehammer [?] both hands [?] diagnostic to catalogue, I smash the monologue Dialogue finish a killer epilogue, twist the fist up [?] trips up clash of the titans With both cannons drawn on [bad word] paper The word burn with no chaser Human eraser, eagle [?] Fluid in fashion and tailor made I [?] rocking a pair of [?] shades taken the day of my death Carry my own chalk Investigative report show that I never been bought My dirt is so squeaky clean Banging my head [?] so crazy It pays to be so smashing, intuition is laughing Now how the [bad word] did this happen? Creative Juices, Snowgoons collabo took the planet of madness [bad word] [Verse 4] I'm a to kick this like gods atop of Mount Olympus lot of [bad word] try to bond to find [bad word] interest But I think it's probably best that you should mind your business Cause even [?] can get stopped by your whole squad of ninjas I sold you suckers to rapping god and I'm not religious Select the poem, just wanna be left alone Set the tone, stepping stone, Creative Juices forever Others attempt to clone but even less is known Surviving wars with [bad word] crushed planets to full moons Dope tunes by Snowgoons resurrect us from old tombs No ammo left so need the full strength of nanotech Wrap ten fingers around your narrow neck Till you can't breathe with ease Squeeze, [?] Smacking [bad word] I draw soldiers like kids playing with action figures Get shot in the face for rapping lyrics